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((Has your character met a Dark Mirror Senshi yet? Have questions about them? Dark Mirror Super Sailor Requiem has been captured by Princess Chronos in the events seen here, and is now open to a public interrogation for the Senshi and Knights. Any character is welcome to join and ask questions - there are no prerequisites to participating in this RP other than that they must be in space. It can just be assumed that your character has heard a Chaos-aligned being has been captured at the Chronos Outpost.

Note, however, Requiem will not answer all questions. If you wish for your character to attack Requiem, please PM me first- but note that this may lead to her escape. There will be no torturing of Requiem. Please bold your questions to Requiem, and underline your character's name in your post.))


When Requiem regained consciousness, she found herself in a state of quick panic. Her body was bound down to a chair, fastened rather securely with ropes, belts and an assortment of other objects. Her eyes darted around the unfamiliar room of the Chronos Outpost. She wasn't sure what this room was for, but it was large enough to fit the a crowd of Senshi and Knights watching her. There was also a mirror - not too far away, just out of reach really - but she was immobilized in her restrained seat.

"Is this the way you treat a guest?" Requiem asked to the crowd. Her arms struggled in attempt to break free or loosen the rope, but made little progress in her escape. The eyes of the crowd did not fall from her. Even if she managed to break free, an escape would not be the easiest feat.

"I suppose you have questions for me," she stated, almost a question itself. "If you have them, go ahead. Ask me whatever you like."

The more time the Squire of Earth spent in space, the less he liked it. He missed his home planet more than he could have thought possible. In a way he had never experienced before. Something inside him was pulling for Earth, yearning for it, and though his heart and soul belonged to the living beings he was here defending, something in him called for his planet more and more with each passing moment.

Especially now, seeing what was happening here, knowing that this war, which was being fought on Earth, was spreading. He was supposed to be fighting to stop it, he and his Knights of Destiny, and anyone who felt the same way he did. These wasted lives, innocent or otherwise, were more damaging than could be fathomed.

He watched this senshi, who was not a senshi at all, and shook his head slowly. The Princess had captured her, and it was clear from what little Camelot had learned so far about this team that they had turned their backs on anything close to his own goal.

They existed to perpetuate the war. And make it even more complicated.

"What do you fight for?" He called simply, not willing to judge her without hearing it for himself. It was the only way he knew to really understand something: he simply had to talk to them.

Chronos had been left with no choice but to tie the unknown Senshi up. They couldn't very well have her wake up and then use her powers to get away, not before they had gotten some answers out of her, at least. To let her go was to compromise the Surrounding. While it had been an uncomfortable procedure, she had made sure that the belts and ropes were tight enough to hold the girl, but not tight enough to cut into her skin.

"She may be more hostile and refuse to answer our questions if she sees me." The Princess had stated calmly to Flora, and had sent her Handmaiden in her stead.

The Senshi of Spring entered the room with a plate of cookies and water bottle; Chronos had insisted that they not starve her, even if she was an intruder. It was better to work things out as amicably as they could, after all. "Well, you're not exactly a very welcome guest." She pointed out, setting the items on a nearby table. "But, don't worry, I swear upon my Princess' name that no one here will harm you." No torture. That was another one of Chronos' stipulations and Flora would have done so without even being told. "All we want is for you to answer our questions." The Knight had already covered one of the questions she wanted to ask, and so she brought up another one on her list. "What is your purpose in coming here?"

Sirius had heard that Requiem had been captured and though she hadn't really found a use in space other then to keep going and getting clothes and stuff for the civis she did at least now find a reason to be here.

As she entered the room she looked at her past comrade and let out a soft sigh.

"Where is Ares?"

She asked it as she walked towards the small group, she held her head high and tried to not show her fear. She also glanced around to see if there were any mirrors near by. She didn't want Ares to find her, none of the BMC wanted Ares to find them.

"Is she here?" If so the coward that was Sirius was heading back home. However she had more questions, she just wanted to know she was safe first.

"Enlightened...?"

It wasn't an entirely foreign concept. She'd heard something vaguely similar before from negaverse agents in the past. Claiming the senshi were the bad guys and that they were really the ones in the right. But then... she hardly put any clout into the arguement in the past. If senshi were the bad or misguided ones then why weren't they the ones ripping out people's souls, stealing energy, and tearing up the town with monsters huh?

A zealot.. it wasn't an unfair analysis of Polaris.

"How is it that you became enlightened? If I may ask?" Was it as simple as a frame of thought? That thought was terrifying in itself! If misguided senshi just.. suddenly changed when they questioned themselves or accepted darkness. It wasn't anything like that, right? Right!?

Flora's request was offered a nod of acceptance and agreement from Polaris, her eyes immediately darting to see if anything in the room would work for her magic attack. But even if not.. three of them should be able to take on one.

Polaris turned lightly when the slightly familiar Sirius appeared, a look of confusion touching her face at the question that sounded. Ares? Of the BMC? Why would she be asking about that?

It was very difficult for Valhalla not to look surprised, his eyes widening for a fraction of a second before he forced them away from Requiem, his head spinning with everything that had happened within the last month or so. Dark Mirror Court... The same court Zee -- no, Zirconia had been apart of until it was retaken by chaos. The court that Kallichore witnessed being formed by tearing apart an already functioning court, and for what??

To turn to chaos?? The very use of the word 'chaos' as a way of enlightenment contradicted itself, didn't it? To gain understanding from a constant state of disorder and confusion? Something unpredictable and random? How was is possible to obtain some kind of knowledge or insight from something that wasn't supposed to be understood?? Unless they were making order out of chaos in their 'enlightened' state, but then why call it chaos, if not for the novelty of it?? To understand chaos... broke its meaning. It was no longer chaos if people were enlightened about it.

Besides... Requiem wasn't out of order or causing confusion. She cleared up a lot of Valhalla's confusion with her answers, and not even the ones to his questions.

Kallichore had seen the court broken, Europa's cousin was now one of them. Zirconia refused to be apart of chaos once more and even told him that the Dark Mirror Court was just failing to learn from history. That all of this had already happened. Been there, done that.

He'd been through mirrors before, seen Zia come through mirrors. It wasn't a foreign idea to him, in fact he often mentioned it to people he knew. Or at least exchanged ideas about the Dark Mirror Court. The new senshi that came in, Sirius, confirmed everything for him with a single name. 'Ares'... Ares was the one who Zirconia had looked over and protected and trusted, but then something happened.

The Blood Moon Court no longer existed, or what was left of it was just fragments that had managed to escape Ares and her sudden desire to pull everyone into chaos.

Valhalla's heart was pounding. He had to tell someone, but he couldn't give Requiem what she wanted. If they created a state of chaos, that would only give her an advantage. He waited until she seemed distracted by the others for him to turn to Camelot, hissing a low whisper to him. "Mirrors's how she got here I've done it before," he said all in one breath as he stepped away from Camelot, heading for the door as casually as he could manage. "And ask questions like 'Why the hell would we want to join them??'" he added a little louder over his shoulder as he moved away from the squire. "I'm not buying a 'just trust me' on this. Like Scientology or some other crazy cult... enlightenment from chaos my a**..." he rambled, dropping to a mumble as he left, completely missing sight the mirror in the room in his haste.

Now that he knew they were getting to the Surrounding, something had to be done immediately.

It had taken very little time for Princess Ares to slip into the Surrounding with Hiro and Leto. She had intended to search the civilians for hidden civilians to be converted into warriors for the Dark Mirror. Her search had been, well... more of a stumbling. The first two people she encountered were both senshi-to-be, and with Hiro's help, Ares had added Sailor Remarque and Sailor Danae to their ranks. There was no need to advertise the fact, not now.

However, she had not forgotten one promise that had been made.

The presence of Requiem's corruption helped mask the approach of another dark speck of energy. Ares was thankfully under the watchful eye of a guardian cat capable of muting the massive throngs of energy that washed out of her with every passing instant. It would not take long for the senshi gathered around to sense a heavier darkness, its strength apparent even under the shield of a guardian cat.

By then, it would be too late.

Smoke billowed into the room where Requiem was held so thickly black that it was impossible to see in an instant. Low-level senshi would find themselves near fainting after just one inhalation of the stuff. A civilian would collapse on the floor. Supers might be able to handle the choking, hallucination-causing magical vapors for two breaths before they too would be reduced to the fetal position. Eternals stood a chance -- but they would have to escape the room for fresh breath within minutes.

If someone braved the toxic air enough to open an eye, they might make out the dull hum of a glowing crimson crystal. Through the coughing, they might have heard a voice saying, "One day, you will all be given the gift of sight. We will rebuild this universe -- and you will have no choice but to be a part of it. Or die." Several people felt the crack of a kick or a punch. Others might have felt the rustle of fabric whipping past.

Sirius would feel the scratch of a clawed hand across her cheek and a whispered word: "Soon."

But no one saw who entered the room.

When doors were opened and people freed of the deadly smoke, they would find that both Sailor Requiem and the cookies were gone.

But to where?

Ares... Blood Moon Court. The pieces were all falling together.

She had always known... or atleast thought in her oh so 'self righteous' way that the court was no good. It was a team that was whispered about.. one who did things other teams refused to do. Secretive.. but the few thing she had heard through her friend and accusatory negas had all been unpleasant. Ruthless, powerful. Was it a surprise they'd sucumb to chaos? Not to Polaris who was screaming 'I told you so!' over and over in her head.

If only she'd had the power to n** it in the butt long ago. But what could one senshi do? And how blurry did the lines become when allies began to fight each other.

Perhaps it was karma for her childish thoughts that when the room filled with a terrible toxic gas 'something' smashed into her stomach. The action extreme enough to make her lean forward into the burning smoke, all of the air quickly escaping her lungs, before she drew in a deep breath instinctively.

Smoke filled her lungs, heavy and burning, an immediate feeling of illness taking over the eternal senshi as she sputtered unsuccessfully for clean air. She stumbled a handful of steps as she tried to fight the urge to vomit. Her thoughts were getting distant, her body weak, and amidst all the chaos she collapsed limply to the ground.

Given the amount of smoke she'd inhaled it would be awhile after the room had cleared before she awoke. Surely the little 'nap' did nothing to help the swirling of the new information and questions the brief encounter had spurred. But those thoughts could wait. Until she was awake and even then.. after she was finally coherent enough to think logically.